Her Wicked Longing by Lauren Smith

Author:Lauren Smith [Smith, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-07-23T18:00:00+00:00

Jonathan swallowed down the acidic taste of disappointment as he watched Audrey flee. The words “Will you marry me?” withered upon his lips and died. She didn’t even want to hear him out. He’d given up on resisting her and had decided he would take the risk and propose.

But now she didn’t want him. Had it all been some elaborate game she was playing? Seduce a former servant and risk the scandal? When faced with actually marrying him, she ran away as fast as she could.

Jonathan leaned back against the wall in the bedchamber, his chest tight with an almost unbearable pain. He didn’t want any other woman, could have no other but the very woman who didn’t want him.

He glanced at the mirror, replaying every exquisite and torturous moment of having Audrey come apart in his arms. He’d received no pleasure of his own other than watching her climax. She’d closed her eyes, those dark sooted lashes fanned across her cheeks and those kissable lips parted, her pink kittenish tongue licking them as she panted. Lord, she had tempted him like no other.

“Well, if it isn’t Monsieur St. Laurent.” A cool feminine chuckle came from the doorway. He turned to see Evangeline Mirabeau watching him. She was a lovely woman, all her curves displayed in a thin, dampened gown. Her honey-blonde hair hung in perfect ringlets. She was a true French courtesan.

“Miss Mirabeau,” he greeted.

She smiled, a knowing smile. “Once, long ago, you and I were more intimate than that.”

He didn’t want that reminder. She’d been a fine lover, and her beauty was unquestionable, but the passions she had once roused in him were a mere candle flame compared to the inferno that Audrey created inside him.

“Yes,” he agreed. “Once, but no longer.”

“You wound me with such certainty. Ah well, c’est la vie.” Evangeline glanced around the room. “Well, where’s your petite friend? The Sheridan girl? I assume you escorted her here for her lessons?”

“Lessons?” He raised a brow at the woman, completely confused. Audrey came here to learn how to be a courtesan?

The Frenchwoman tilted her head. The amusement in her eyes dimmed as she grew serious. “You do not know?”

“Know what?”

“That she is interested in…foreign etiquette?”

Jonathan shifted restlessly as he tried to understand what Evangeline was saying. “Etiquette…I don’t… What does that have to do with you?”

“Ah, I see. You care for her, n’est-ce pas? You came here was out of concern for her safety?” She sighed, as if she was about to do something she was not accustomed to doing. “I do not expose a client’s secrets, but if you do care for her so, then I suppose you should know. Her intention to learn the ways of the French court are not simply for fancy balls.”

“What do you mean?”

“I cannot say, but perhaps your friend Avery Russell would.”

“Avery?” Suddenly, Evangeline’s mysterious comments made sense. “She’s here to learn how to be a spy?” Jonathan sputtered out the word. “Audrey wasn’t here to learn the art of seduction?”

“Mais non, we covered that over tea a few months ago.

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